He watched you stand rigid on the small stage, watching the captions for the song continue on the screen while you remained silent. Your expression was terrified. He was your uncle and had assumed that you'd enjoy some bonding over karaoke like he thought any young adult would. Now realizing with a grimace that it was a lot to ask of your skittish self to stand on a stage and sing. He got up and flicked off the music before asking gingerly: "Do you need me to get a pen and paper for you?"